Spirit of Jefferson. [volume] (Charles Town, Va. [W. Va.]) 1844-1948, 1887-05-24
Her Way.
Hoio Mss Deborah Buher Responded
to q Cal for Charity. '1-r-

g don't see, for my part, why the
Lord allows such people TO have the
handling of so much,'' said Mrs.
Trewin, with snap of her black eyes
across the breakfast table. "it's n
great trial to my feelings. - sni
" What?" asked the doctor, alb
sentIy. s..~1-...'
"Dr. Drewin," vociferated the
lady, "you don't mean to tell me
that you haven't heard word of all
I've been saying?"
A little anxious smile fitted across
the doctors countenance. ...i
I think, my love-" said he, you
were speaking of Miss Deborah
Bither.'' 80. -II'. f-a "
--'' should say 1 was" responded
his, wife, with aspice of grim pleas
antry in her tones. az told you that
when called on her yesterday with
a subscription paper for the Hewetts,
who, if you will remember, were
burned out last month and are in very
Strengthened circumstances, ,ashe re
fused to put her name down for a
cent. She's money enough to buy
ont the whole of us, Deborah Bitller
has, and no chick nor child to take it
when she's gone. And L think il
would stand her in hand to make
righteous disposal of some of it while
she can shouldn't you?" i-:..r7i
DR.. Trewin maintained ads Greet
silence. He swallowed his coffee and
left the table: and presently his wife
viewed his departing figure through
the elms as he took his way toward
the village office. - 3'r.~ ~ ~
He's the strangest man," said
she, when she had brought her work
basket to the breezy keeping-room
window " a body never can teil'what
he does or what he doesn't Think
hut Pm sure he can butfsee that De-
borah Bither is the closestffstedi old
maid that ever lived" ''"A OH ~ .
Her gaze wandered out throughth the
window, and up to the great red-brick
house on the hill. There were broad
acres on all sides of it; uplands and
orchards, just now giving promise of
an abundant harvest. twas the fin
est estate in the country, and Miss
Deborah Bither was the mistress Of it
all. .'
1.-THE earth is the Lords and the
fullncss thereof" murmured Mrs.
Trewin, breaking her thread with a
jerk. "Deborah Bither ought to re-
member that. 1t goes against my
grain to see anybody so stingy::'' 81" (
She sewed steadily for an hour, and
then, folding away her work, she put
on her bonnet and shawl.
Of " I'll go down and see how Mrs.
Hewett is getting on,'' she said
She needs sympathy and helpi if
ever anybody did. g.el D. !.
She walked rapidly down tue street
until she reached The little low house
into which the Hewetts had moved
with the remnant of their household
goods that they had saved from the
flames Through an open window
sounded the busy hum of a sewing
machine, which ceased as sue entered
the door, and Mrs. Hewett came for
ward TO greet her. - a-s.. r
" And how are you getting along?"
asked Mrs. Trewin, settling her portty
form in rocking-chair. ~ Daf
Oh, nicely now, thank you, was
the quick response. .I
I" I was out with & subscription pa
per for you yesterday" continued
Mrs. Trewin. "Has Deacon Gregory
brought it in YETI" Ta "1-.-a
J" Moo" hesitated Mrs. Hewett-
A look in which perpiexity and pain
were mingled crossed her face. 81
am sorry to have given so much trou-
Bile; 1 think we shall be able TO get
along now. Oh, Mrs. Trewin, her
voice trembIed beneath a weight of
tears, don't think me. ungrateful,
but, indeed II cannot bear to be a
beggar." .E1 4.r 4-
"Tut, tutI" exclaimed the DOCTORS
wife. .'To my mind it should be a
duty and privilege TO help a neigh
Dor who has been unfortunate and
everybody seemed to feel it so, ex-
cept"-she stopped with shrng, and
grim closing of her lips, thinking of
the red-brick house on the hill, and
of its owner. - ~
I" I am sure we shall get along
How," reiterated Mrs. Hewett, hope
fully, apparently without noticing the
break In her visitors remark.
"I wish you may truly, I" answered
Mrs. Trewin- She looked an inter
rogation point at the bright, new sew
ing machine by the window, with the